So I have been madly crocheting all afternoon (a few birthdays coming up) and I can’t help admiring old Elmo over there. Never says a word. just sits there waiting for his ‘kids’ to come back.
Don’t worry old man. they will be here sooner than you think.
The only one lazier than Elmo was Buttercup. She worked too hard jumping through snow banks on our winter walk this morning.
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